Do You Think I’ll Ever be Free

C . . . . . . . . . Em
Every time I talk with her
Am . . . . .Em
It plays upon my mind
C . . . . . . . . . . . Em
I can’t think of anything else
Am . . . . .Em
For days, at a time
G . . . . . . . Am
I love her

C . . . . . . . . . . . .Em
I like to think I stand alone
Am . . . . . Em
Enjoy life; wander on
C . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Em
But when I’m near her voice again
Am . . . . . . . . . . . . . Em
Chills my thoughts; stills my sound
G
I need her

<chorus start>

D . . . . . . . . . . . . .Am
Do you think I’ll ever be free?
D . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Am
Of her voice and her memory
C . . . . . . . . G . . . . .Am
Will my life ever be mine?

<chorus end>


Days go by and nights pass on
My friends are all around
Some I talk with, some I drink
Pretty pills spin me round
I miss her

And when I find I’m needing her less
She calls to say hello
I feel my wall shiver and shake
No, I can’t take the blow

<chorus>

One bright day I’ll find myself
Walking in a distant land
Suddenly my eyes will aim high
I’ll stand up proud, face the day
Myself

Then, I’ll find another lover
To chase her voice away
Walking by me, sleeping by me
Learning by me, hand in hand
I’ll love her

Then, I think I’ll finally be free
Of her voice and her memory
Then, my life will finally be
Mine

James K. Richardson